I nodded and pretended to be obedient.
"Daisy, you're right. I will quit my job and humor Zack at home."
"Quit, quit your job?" Daisy seemed to not believe what she heard and then remembered something.
"It's okay to quit the job in the bar. That place is no good anyway. You still have nine jobs left."
I sneered.
"No, I want to quit all of them and focus on taking care of Zack at home."
"What?!" Daisy shouted in disbelief, "What do you do for a living after you quit all of them?!"
Zack came to his senses. After all, I alone covered the expenses of the whole family.
"I didn't mean that. Just like Daisy said, you can quit the job in the bar, but you can still have the other jobs."
He was still thinking about making me his slave laborer.
I looked at the two people who had already conspired against me at this time and pointed to Daisy.
"Daisy, you are my best friend, right? You don't want to see me break up with Zack, do you?"
Daisy, who claimed to be the gentlest and kindest woman in the world, glanced at Zack with a shy look.
"Of course, no matter what you become, we will always be best friends."
I ignored the derogatory remarks in her words.